Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 123

"Irwin, your father and I are divorced," Briony said quietly.

"No we're not!" Irwin's little brow furrowed in protest. "Dad said you two never signed the divorce papers. Without those, you're still married! We're still a family!"

Briony's own brow tightened; she hated how Stewart put these ideas in their son's head. Twisting words, making a mess of everything-like some back-alley bully.

Looking at Irwin's stubborn but innocent face, Briony realized it was pointless to argue further.

Just then, James pulled the SUV to the curb. Briony opened the back door. "Get in," she said.

Irwin scrambled happily into the back seat. For safety's sake, Briony climbed in beside him.

As the doors shut and the Range Rover rolled forward, James glanced back at Briony in the mirror. "So what are we doing with this little guy?" he asked.

Briony was about to reply when her phone buzzed. Stewart's name flashed on the

screen.

She guessed he was calling about Irwin.

Without hesitation, she answered, switched to speakerphone, and handed the phone to Irwin. "It's your dad."

Irwin's face lit up. "Hi, Dad!"

where are you right now?" Stewart's voice came

with Mom, in the car." Irwin shot a glance at James up front.

"Stewart, I don't want to interfere in whatever's going on between you and Rosita, but please tell her-if she's so worried about Irwin's identity getting out, maybe she should stop dragging him

were following

responding. She hung

"Did you hear what your dad

He nodded.

but he always listened to his

he'd get to

shoulders slumped. He looked up at Briony. "Mom, when can I come stay with you

going to be very busy from now on." Briony's voice was gentle but firm. “Irwin, you're five. I know you understand what I'm saying.

brow wrinkled in confusion. "How can you be an

to make sense of

and Dad for five years!

her forehead,

my class, their moms and dads live together. You and Dad used to, too! That means

cleared his throat, finally unable to listen any longer. He switched on some soft classical music, letting it

little face and felt

and I have separated. We won't be living

Irwin fell silent.

too young to understand what his mom was